Thursday, November 15, 2007

Simply called LOVE....


Love... a small word for such a complex emotion.
There is no simple explanation for it,
because love is made up of many things.
It cannot be measured, because it is a feeling.
All of the money in the world cannot buy love;
it has to be earned.
It does not happen by wishing;
it must come about naturally.

Love is not an instantaneous emotion,
but something that grows slowly between
two people, maturing with time.
Once love has reached maturity,
there is no stronger bond between two people.

Love is sharing the good and the bad,
the hopes and the dreams,
the amusing times and the serious times.
It is doing things together, yet leaving room
for each to grow as an individual.

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Why GOD allows pain


As I browsed mails from my inbox just a while ago, my attention was get caught by a mail coming from a friend. It was entitled “Why GOD allows pain.” Though my intention was just to erase all of the unnecessary messages thereat and proceed with my task, I can’t help myself but to open this particular mail. And with so many inspirational articles and stories that I have already read, I can consider this to be one of the best explanations of why GOD allows pain and suffering.

The story goes like this….

A man went to a barbershop to have his hair cut and his beard trimmed. As the barber began to work, they began to have a good conversation. They talked about so many things and various subjects. When they eventually touched on the subject of God, the barber said: "I don't believe that God exists."

"Why do you say that?" asked the customer. "Well, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God doesn't exist. Tell me, if God exists, would there be so many sick people? Would there be abandoned children?

If God existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain. I can't imagine a loving God who would allow all of these things." The customer thought for a moment, but didn't respond because he didn't want to start an argument. The barber finished his job and the customer left the shop.

Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmed beard. He looked dirty and unkempt. The customer turned back and entered the barber shop again and he said to the barber: "You know what? Barbers do not exist." "How can you say that?" asked the surprised barber. "I am here, and I am a barber. And I just worked on you!" "No!" the customer exclaimed. "Barbers don't exist because if they did, there would be no people with dirty long hair and untrimmed beards, like that man outside."

"Ah, but barbers DO exist! That's what happens when people do not come to me." "Exactly!" affirmed the customer. "That's the point! God, too, DOES exist! That's what happens when people do not go to Him and don't look to Him for help. That's why there's so much pain and suffering in the world."


A very good story indeed to reflect on…. Have a great day everyone! :)

EYES ---> window to the soul


It is said that the eyes are window to the soul
Through the eyes, we are able to see
the Past, Present, and Future.

In the eyes of the elderly
we see often see knowledge and life,
Knowledge of things that were and the things that are yet to be.
We see life as it was, full of love and sorrow,
full of understanding, and yet innocence can likewise be seen.

In the eyes of the youth we can see tomorrow,
we can see their hopes and their dreams that are yet to be fulfilled.
Their fears of who they really are
And who they will be.

In the eyes of men we can see pride
and their need to be loved.
We see the burden of family
and the little boy who yearns to be free.
In the eyes of women we see determination
and the fear for world that is full of harsh realities.
We see a mother's love and a daughter's devotion.
We see passion, fire, and a pride from within.

Yes, the eyes are truly windows to the soul
hence just like any window....
there's will always be a difference
each time you look from within.

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Letting go...

There is dignity in not giving up on someone you truly love. But there is more dignity in letting them go so they can experience better love. That shows your true love because you then become unselfish And through putting others first, unconditional love grows.

There is respect in fighting gallantly to win someone's heart another time but an even greater respect comes from fighting hard and knowing when to stop. Even though you would give anything to have the past back, that person has touched your life in a way that will make your future so much brighter.
Accept that, and hold your head high knowing you have captured their heart as well.

There is courage in allowing your heart to hurt and grieve but there is greater courage in knowing it will be scarredbut stronger as time goes on. For whoever caused those scars has made your life better in some way and it will make you a better person when you marry because of what the scars taught you.

Losing the person who meant the most in your life is a humbling experience, yet it is even more humbling if you allow it to run your life and forsake all you have been blessed with when you feel l ike you have lost your world.

Remember how many people depend on you and who you are the world to. There is fortitude in holding on for another chance although an even greater fortitude comes from extending your hand and heart in friendship, realizing you will still share things with that person no one else ever will.
You will always have the looks and jokes and memories. Don't ever discount how special those things are in your heart and theirs. True love hurts when it is lost but an even greater love grows inside you through realization that something better is in the world for both of you.

And that there are still things to share with that person, even though some feelings may have changed. Take their hand and help them achieve their hopes and dreams because in that there is dignity, respect, courage, humility, fortitude, and the unconditional love that will continue to grow in both of your hearts.